Tuesday, December 31, 2013

2013: I Did It!

2013: I Did It!

One morning in September, Emmett, whose total vocabulary was just a few words, threw a toy on the ground, climbed down, picked it back up, held it up and yelled "I got it!" This kid decided to skip right to sentences.

2013.  Let’s recap.

Emmett’s Vocabulary to date:

Yeah
Noooo
I got it!
I did it!
Bubbles
bubble
Show
I do! I do! (Nearly always as a pair)
Wheee!
dip
chip
mama
Daa-deee
apple
bar
sheerpherGIRLS (which means Powerpuff Girls)
emmett
gum gum
bed
baba
wawa (for water)
sip
hug (which really means he wants to be picked up
stop
go
shammy (Sandwich)
up
down
outside
serral (cereal)
car
truck
petty (pretty)
awwww (usually while hugging)
slide
namnah (banana)
niff (sniff)
cheese
grape
baby
bug
puppy
surprise!
waffle
cookie
hi
hello
coffee
block
su-shine
buh-bye
tap
poopoo
butt
please
kookoo for thank you
phone
off
frah-fri (french fry)
sheep
ha-fah for HIGHFIVE.

^ Really, all the words I know are pretty much just more synonyms for those.

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Isabel saw me using my iPhone and asked to see a picture of Doctor Who on it.  As should come as so surprise, I obliged and fed “Doctor Who” into google image search.  One of the first hits was a composite of all 11 Doctors Who.

She pointed at Tom Baker and said “It’s Doctor Who!”

She then pointed at the other gentlemen and asked “Who are those guys?”

I said, “Those guys are also Doctor Who.  They’re all the Doctor.”

She turned to me, and with a very serious and pitying face, said “Those guys are NOT Doctor Who.”

Which I couldn’t actually refute in any way.

So, between that and the fact that Emmett asks me for High-Fives, I’ve basically taught my kids everything I have to teach them.

Other 2013 items of note:

I quit my job and started a new one.  I work for VSP now?
I got to see The Web of Fear, after spending 20 years wishing I could.
We finally planted the Mandarin Tree that's been in a pot for four years.


Monday, December 31, 2012

Let's Recap: 2012


The other night, Chocolate came up as a subject.  Isabel leaned back on the couch and declared "Awbell love chocolate!"

"Daddy love Chocolate too!"

Heidi turned her head, "Mommy loves chocolate three!"

Isabel thought for a moment.

"Awbell chocolate one!"



It's been a big year.  Let's recap.



Emmett!  We had the happiest, smile-iest baby ever.  He's just barely started crawling, but has figured out how to climb the stairs.  He loves adult food, but hates baby food.  Whenever he looks at something, he puts his thumb and forefinger togther and taps it with the tip of his finger.  He doesn't sleep for more than 20 minutes at a time, ever.

Isabel!  She can talk now, more or less.  She discovered the Transformers, Doctor Who, and Spider-Man. (Or, as she calls them, Trammy-former, Doca WHO!, and Talking Pider-man.  I do not know why spider-man gets that adjective, but wow is it appropriate.)  She got an Electrician's Shirt just like her dad had when he was a kid.  She loves doing "projects."  Her favorite toys include Optimus Prime and a drill.  Take THAT, gender stereotypes.

Heidi!  Discovered Pinterest.  Went ALL-IN on the idea that IKEA is legos for adults.  She has now been pregnant or nursing continuiously for four years straight.  Had a baby surgically removed from her body.

Gabe!  Has a child who loves the Transformers, Doctor Who, and Spider-Man, which means he's accomplished all of his parenting goals.  Quitting eating pork has seen mixed success.  Learning iOS programming also met with mixed success.  Has his hair the longest it's ever been, then cut it off.  He's about to quit his job again, because it's been a few years and that's his career specialty.  (Surprise, anyone from work who knows this blog exists!)



(Also, the mayan post-apocalypse sure looks a lot like the mayan PRE-apocalypse?  What's the next doomsday date?  UNIX time rollover?  I guess we can slack off until 2038.)

Monday, April 9, 2012

Welcome aboard Emmett!


Emmett Latimer Helman

April 9, 2012

8 pounds 8 ounces

20 inches

18 charisma

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Second Course

I suppose, one one way, the best description of the last months is the near-total lack of blog updates. Eyeballing the blog archive posts-per-year count tells a story.

For the benefit of readers only getting their news from this outlet, let me skip to the punchline: we're having another baby. Tomorrow.

Looking back, this fact has totally escaped mention on the blog. That neatly sums up what it like to be pregnant and have a 2 year old: no time for blogs.

It's also something of a case study in clichés about second children in general; Isabel got weekly size comparison updates, Number Two gets a single note dashed off while his sister is distracted by brushing her teeth.

I promise this is the last time we won't have as much time for you as we do for her.

The doctor called and moved our c-section from noon to 7:30 am, which means we now have to be at the hospital at 5:30 instead of 10. Thats… kind of a bummer.

It's currently 10:42. In 9 hours, we will have a son.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Anybody else starting to get a little spooked by the weather?

Don't get me wrong, I like having lunch outside in short sleeves as much as anyone, but in the middle of February?

It's a good thing Climate Change isn't real, or I'd start to worry.